Just finished my first day at Sandy’s and I’m already sad to be back in retail.
You used to be gorgeous as fuck. I know that sounds terrible but yeah.
Cool Thing Happening in 352:
CerridwenWorks is putting on a multimedia event called Red Soul Days to generate a dialogue about sexual and gender violence in our community. Come see poetry, plays, a “Grrrls Rock” show, and the Damsels Undressed burlesque. I might even read a thing or two.
If you’re interested in performing, hit me up on Facebook and I’ll get you in touch with Rachel, or just fill out some information on the RSD website.
Currently aching for your poetry.
I emailed my ex-boss to tell him to stop calling me his girlfriend around town and he emailed me back calling me a “man-faced rat”. Like, okay that’s fine, I guess you’re attracted to man-faced rats and that says a lot more about you than it says about me, different folks / different strokes I guess.
Someone is going to see on their Facebook feed “Victoria likes Pity Sex” so I absolutely regret that they popped up under my requested bands.
Bathed, shaved, and oiled,
your legs are two skinny dolphins swimming
between the mattress and the layers of bedding,
turning in your drug dry sleep.
When I ask you to kiss my pulse,
you offer to start the shower.
I ask for a verb and you give me a noun;
what do you dream up while I tongue you down?
Gemini (Birthday Song)